Have I bitched about our neighbor’s dogs yet? Because he has two heeler/cattle dogs and they both stand around barking. Except, it goes like this:
Dog 1: Woof. Woof. WOOF! Woof.
Dog 2: AIAIAIAIAIAIAIIIIIAIIIIIIAIIIIARFARFARFARFARFARFARFARFARFARFAIAIAI
I know these two dogs, by name, sight, and voice, and I still find myself looking outside sometimes to find out who in hell is kicking a Yorkie or something. How the fuck can two dogs of two similar breeds and sizes have such different voices? Worse, the deeper-voiced one barks his head off at a car or a squirrel or something and then, eventually, shuts up. The high-pitched one can keep going for hours and hours andhoursandhoursandhoursandhours…
purplehorseshoe, who also still gets in imaginary arguments with long-ago ghosts. (This time, I usually win! :D)
I’ve been living with dog-owners for a couple years now. I’m so fucking tired of being woken up by barking. And sweet lucky christ, the condo I’m moving to doesn’t even permit dogs in the building. I guess they didn’t wanna clean dog poo out of the elevators? Whatever, I’m fucking ecstatic. My new roommate will have cats!
I also like your response Chimera. What often happens is I will suggest something and she’s not hungry. An hour will go by, she’ll then inform me she wants food. Usually, it’s close to 8:00 pm by then, and I won’t want to make a large meal. There’s the kitchen - have at it.
We both decided that is not healthy and that we would make a concerted effort to be like a “normal” family. That led to the above conversation.
There is no reason on earth that you should smell this way. And if you smell this way, you should not be here.
By here, I mean at the House of Blues in Hollywood, with the 15 dollar cover and 2 drink minimum. You smell like you were plowing the south 40 all day! You have compromised my enjoyment of the 12 dollar sliders and my diet coke.
I pit the asshole that corrected my friend’s wife’s grammar on her Caring Bridge site. For those of you that aren’t familiar, it’s a place to set up a site for someone who is very ill (it may have other uses, but I don’t know). My friend had a massive stroke at 47. His wife (and they have 5 kids at home), has been spending 12-15 hrs. a day with him since it happened. She uses the post to update everyone so she’s not answering phone calls all day. We all care terribly for him, and it’s so damn sad; I doubt very much he’ll ever be the same.
So she’s dealing with wonky wifi at the hospital, 5 kids, being with him of course as his wife and advocate, and catching us all up maybe once a day or everyother day or so.
And someone (hell, we all know who it was–it was HIS BOSS) had the fucking gall to correct her grammar and spelling on the site.
Good news is that there is no water in the basement after the fire sprinkler was repaired yesterday (yes, I plan to check on it at least once a day for a while).
Bad news is that my laptop is starting to crash about once every day and a half or so, BSOD, with the following error: BUGCODE_USB_DRIVER. I must be getting old, because I don’t feel like trying to figure out what the problem is or how to solve it. I’m going to take it to my local PC shop instead.
The Dell ones I have have an eety-beety sticker with two numbers, one of which I assume to be a model # because it’s the same on all of them, and the other I assume to be the serial #.
But yeah, who the fuck cares about the serial # on a goddamn mouse?
Child needs to be given a budget, a sheet of paper, a pen, and the weekly grocery ads, and told to come up with at least four dinner menus and the shopping list for the week. Child will be responsible for cooking some or all of at least three menus. Menus must be well balanced, and must not include things that Mom hates, unless it’s a side dish with an alternative for Mom.
This isn’t revenge, it’s Life Skills. Everyone needs to learn to make up few menus, and how to shop for them while staying on budget, and how to cook a few meals.
I was seriously considering, after looking at the pattern on the first, just making up a bunch of bullshit numbers for the mice and AC adapters. Maybe I’ll use yours and see if they notice?
The funny thing is, I’ve lost exactly one thing they’ve issued me of any value, and that is my combination PP clicker/laser pointer. Figured I’d just go to Office Max and replace it, but those fuckers are upwards of $50.
So something that is dear to replace, which has a serial number, and I no longer have possession of…well, not a big deal apparently.
I pit the stupid Fox Sports Transformer robot thing - please get a new theme for your coverage. That thing was tired when you first used it, and it just looks dumb now.
